Thursday, November 13, 2014

Test Product One

Death is a virtue, blessing, a motive within motion of art.Engendering constant searching through forms that dissipate yet impart,Evoked and astute- reasons failing to combine into fate.Aligning the transfer between local points in the world of this space, that careens like a sheen of time which shall fall to sundered form.Yet once bornshe will glean our hearts in a witness as we mourn:our wasted find... which abhors you...-traced from all credulity faced-pulled upon the line leading towards more young sundered creatures...To see your face...